Ariel

Gee, I'm really grateful to be indoors.  I was living under a mobile home in Sunnyvale, where I had given birth to a litter of beautiful babies.  The residents of the mobile home park were very unhappy with my presence (I kept trying to tell them one of the residents had abandoned me but those humans just didn't understand) and wanted to trap and take me and my babies to the shelter, where we would have been killed.  But someone called the Fat Cat people, and they came and got us.  The nice people at 13th Street Cat Rescue found homes for my babies. 

I'm very sweet and affectionate, and like to groom other cats.  I'm a night owl: when it gets dark and the humans are asleep, I'll jump on the window ledge and stare out the window and meow and meow in my sweet little chirpy voice.  The humans haven't figured out why I do this, but they think it's real cute, so maybe I'll continue to do it.  Anyway, I'd be a great cat alone or with another cat.  Won't you take me home?

Brett

My brother Jeff and I were born underneath a bookstore in Los Altos, CA. Our sister, Sarah, didn't take to people at all, so she and our mom are still living at the bookstore where the kind owner looks after us.

I was shy for a long time, letting Jeff get all of the attention. Not anymore! I will talk with you (actually it's kinda like singing) or just enjoy you petting me. I've decided that I like people after all!

Jeff and I are living with some other foster kittens and we all get along, which is really nice. Who wants to have to deal with hissy cats anyway. Not me!

Casper

A few years ago I wandered into the garden of an elderly lady who fell in love with me! She named me "Casper" after the friendly ghost, even though I'm a girl! I played hard to get, but her friends finally nabbed me and had me "fixed", although I don't remember being broken in any way. Gradually I grew more confident and came into her house. I liked to sit by her computer while she worked and sleep in her bedroom at night.

Sadly my adopted mom passed away recently. I was stuck outside for a little while because I was too afraid to go back into the house when she wasn't there, but her friends were kind to me. They fed me and eventually took me to stay with some other cats for a while. I'm not sure I really like being in close quarters with other cats, but I'm keeping my chin up.

You might not think I'm a Calico because I'm mostly white, but look closely at my "patches"!

Finian

My sister Faith and I we're a team.  We both have that funny smoke coloring.  But she is all salt-and-pepper, and I well, only half of me (the bottom half) is salt-and-pepper. My top half is all black.  I don't know which color is going to win out, and what my final color will be, but it's kinda fun changing color!  The other kittens are jealous.

I too like people, and always come over for pets and hugs. I'm gentle, and am very careful when I play with Faith cuzz she is little.  I can't wait to have a home of my own.  Adopt me now and watch me grow and change color!

Hazel

I had a rough start. I was found all alone, covered in lice, sitting on the sidewalk in front of an apartment complex in Hayward, crying my eyes out. My mom and siblings had been trapped and taken to the pound the day before, and I didn't know what to do. A really nice person who was moving out of the complex spotted me and called the people at Fat Cat, who whisked me away and took care of me.

I've always been sweet and nice; I'm really no trouble at all. But be forewarned: I'm smart. Really smart. I figure things out. Don't think you can hide that cat toy atop the bookcase, or a canned food tin in the wastebasket under the sink: I'll find it. Finished with that crinkly candy wrapper? Great -- I'll snatch it off the end table, bat it around the floor. When I'm finished, I'll hide it until next time.

I like to sleep on mom or dad, and I like all the other cats. I'm really good at making biscuits (kneading), and move my paws back and forth so quickly, my mom says I make instant biscuits! 

Hunter

My brother and me were rescued from a nice lady's yard in Sunnyvale.  When we were rescued we were real little and skinny and wormy, but the Fat Cat people took care of us and now we're big, healthy, happy kittens. 

I'm the cautious one of the group, and love to play hard-to-get.  But once you pet me I surrender and turn on the purr machine. Both my brother and me have short little tails which are really cute.

Won't you take us home?

Isabel

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Isabel, but my foster mom calls me Isabel the acrobat since I constantly entertain her with my backflips, twists and high jumps. When I'm not performing, I can be found playing with my brother Isaac, whom I am very fond of. I also have a great fascination with the water faucet and those crunchy little foil cat balls. When I sit down next to you and start to purr, it will melt your heart. Come meet me and fall in love.

We were abandoned at the shelter in Red Bluff.  My sister Iris and I liked to play together, but she was adopted, so now I'm all alone.  I love people, and start to purr if you just talk to me!  My brother Isaac is also real sweet, but he can play rough.  I'm a lover, not a fighter!

Can you take me home?

Kendra

My brother Kingsley and I were living under a car in San Jose -- we were cold and hungry.  It was a rough neighborhood: there were lots of abandoned cats in the neighborhood, and many were killed when kids drag raced down the streets.  Someone from the neighborhood called the Fat Cat people for help.   We musta looked really pathetic, cause when the Fat Cat people saw us they promptly nabbed us and took us home.

I'm quite sweet and like to be petted and like to talk, and would do best in a quiet household.  I like other cats, so I can be adopted alone or with another cat.

Mama Lee

A couple years ago I had 5 beautiful babies in some bushes in a backyard in San Jose. My owners had moved, and I was left to fend for myself. The couple who found us only wanted my kittens — not me! — so the Fat Cat people took me in. Although it was a shock not to have my kittens and I missed them terribly, I soon found a new career: mentoring some other kittens who needed rescuing!

Now I really want some time (and people) just for me. I don't really want any other cats around, just you. (Well, maybe one kitten would be fun to have around, but no more!) When there are no other cats around I can unwind and have some fun. Are you ready to play with me?

Miles

Hi, my name is Miles and boy have I got miles of stories to tell you! My siblings and I had a bit of a rough start. We were found as kittens under the deck of a house and the lady living there was just as afraid of us as we were of her. Fortunately, her son took care of us while we waited for the Fat Cat people to come and rescue us. After that, most of my siblings were adopted right away except for me and my brother, Monroe. We were both pretty shy at first but with the help of my foster parents and each other’s company we have come out of our shells. My brother and I have become the best of friends and I’m now the most affectionate kitty around, aside from my brother of course. A good chin and belly rub are sure to get my purr motor running, and you’ll hear it from a mile away too. No pun intended. Sometimes my brother even gets me purring by kneading my belly. It’s really not difficult to do. I also love to play, whether it’s in empty boxes, plastic bags or tag with my brother. Now all I need is somewhere to call home. It would be even more awesome if Monroe could come too!

Minnie Mi

Hi, my name is Minnie. I was found on the porch of my foreclosed home, waiting for my owners to return. I had been waiting for a long time, and was really hungry.  A realtor who was working in the area found out about me and contacted the Fat Cat people, who helped me get fixed, even though I wasn't broken.  I am a very friendly, mellow kitty who would love nothing more than to spend the day sitting on your lap.

Won't you take me home?

Monroe

Hi! People call me Monroe, probably because of my good looks, delicate features, and silky fur. It’s hard to believe, considering me and my siblings came from under the deck of a house. Yes, it was a rough beginning but luckily the Fat Cat people came to the rescue. It wasn’t too long before all my siblings were adopted with the exception of me and my brother, Miles. Alone and shy we kept each other company and with the help of my foster parents we’ve come out of our shells. Now I love people! My mom calls me a morning cat because I’m especially affectionate in the morning and I’m always the first to greet her. I make sure to keep her in my sight at all times and love to be held. For fun I like to watch the birds alongside my brother, play with anything I can find (especially plastic bags), and play tag with my brother. Now all I need is somewhere to call home. It would be even more awesome if Miles could come too!

Nora

Hi Folks. My name is Nora and I have beautiful features and soft fur just waiting for petting. I love to romp with my playmates and play lots of games. We chase each other and play with toys that heve bells on them. I also love to watch the action outside throught the windows. I am happy to sit on your lap and be the center of attention. If you are ready to have a lovely girl in your life, please meet me.

Otis

So what if I'm not the brightest kitten in the world!  I gotta lot going for me: I'm buff colored, I've got stripes, and I'm SUPER sweet.  Some people find my large ears appealing.  My nickname is "The Goof".  It takes me a little while to figure out what's going on, but once I figure it out I can play just as good as the next guy.  I get along great with other cats:  there's a photo of me commiserating with Kendra and Scrappy an adoption fair. 

My siblings and I were rescued from a plumbing supply yard in San Jose.  Running around the yard and hiding in stacks of pipe was fun, but being indoors and being loved is the best!

I'd do best in a quiet home with lots of love.  Won't you take me home?

Sassy

I was born to a feral mom in Fremont, CA and lived in the yard of a family who took care me and a whole lot of other cats. Unfortunately, the other cats kept picking on me. One even hit me with a hefty paw and hurt my left eye. I got pregnant and the kind family let me come into their house where it was safe for me to give birth. After a few weeks I was taken to a foster home. It's been great being able to stay there in the peace and quiet with my babies, but they are ready for a home of their own now and so am I.

I have a hair-trigger purr which kicks in the moment you walk into the room if I know you. If I've never met you before I might hiss a time or two until you start petting me and then off goes the purr machine again! I especially like to come and snuggle by your side to keep you company.

Scott

My sister Sunny and I were born in a parking lot at Sun Microsystems (now Facebook's new home), so we were given names to match. Our mom, who is feral, was called Solaris. She and our wild brother Sparcy still live in the bushes where a nice lady looks after us every day. Sunny and I, on the other hand, really like being in a warm house with toys to play with, a cat tree to climb in, and a window from which to watch the birds and squirrels. We even get along with some other cats who are living with us.

Back in 2009 I had a bout with pancreatitis. Boy was that tough because I had to be fed through a tube until I felt like eating on my own again. One lasting effect of that, though, was that I developed diabetes. I get a daily shot of the tiniest amount of Insulin to keep it at bay and I feel just fine. I'm very good about it though and never make a fuss.

Simon

We're stars! Maybe you didn't get a chance to see our pictures in the Los Altos Town Crier, but we made the FRONT PAGE! Look here! We're local celebrities! That's my brother, Sydney, being held by mom, and dad is holding me.

We were rescued from a nice lady's yard in Los Altos. Next door to the lady's house, a new house was being built, and we kept running and hiding in the house during construction, even hiding in the newly-installed kitchen cabinets. It was great fun! Anyway, the owners of the house under construction didn't share our enthusiasm, and decided we needed to get outta there, since it was very dangerous. The lady asked the Fat Cat people to rescue us and find us homes. Our momma was a Siamese, and that's where we got our big ears!

I'm very sweet and friendly and curious, and am very gentle. Won't you take me home?

Thor

I had a rough start: I was trapped at Moffett Field in Mountain View and had been badly beaten up by a big tom cat.  Fortunately, the folks at NASA have a cat rescue group (the Ames Cat Network), and they nabbed me and got me to a vet.  The Fat Cat Rescue people heard I was going to be put to sleep (more on that later), and took me in and gave me a chance. 

I was a mess: my eye had to be removed, and my nose was badly scraped up.  Worse yet, my foster mom thought I was feral and ferocious, and took precautions not to pet me or get too close to me.  But I'm actually a sweetheart, and worked really hard (like purring every time she came near my cage) to show her I was a nice cat.  And so I healed and became accustomed to life with people.  They're wonderful.

And although I look tough, I'm a lover, not a fighter.

I have tested positive for FIV.  FIV stands for Feline Immunodeficiency Virus. Most cats who test positive for FIV live long healthy lives and do not show any symptoms. FIV is an immune deficiency virus which means it can gradually affect the immune system of the cat. Many FIV +ve cats are slightly more susceptible to infections than other cats.  Indoor-only FIV +ve cats who are fed well and taken good care of usually live to be 15-20 years just like any other cat.  FIV +ve cats do not require any special drugs or treatment.

FIV is a feline-specific virus, it cannot infect humans or any other species.  It is also not highly contagious among cats.  It is not transmissible through casual contact such as sharing water bowls, grooming, playing or sneezing.  FIV is transmitted via blood -- usually from a deep bite wound.  Most cats that test positive for FIV are young males who have been in vicious fights over mates or territory, or the victim of a bigger nastier tom cat.  That's what happened to me!   I wouldn't hurt a flea!

So that's my story.  Won't you give me a chance?